Randy x Jeff ( Jeff the killer ) ( Randy the bully )

Chapter two

I don't think I slept all at that night, I don't think anyone would sleep well with a serial killer in the same room as them. I kept on thinking about the night I killed my dad, the day where my mom died, and Keith. Now, I have to add this little fucker to my thoughts. Jeff woke up shortly and locked eyes with me.

"I'll be gone for a couple hours. Don't do anything more stupid than usual," he says walking out. I nodded. I held my aching stomach and laid down on the floor. After I was sure he was gone I walked out of the room trying to find the kitchen. I walked past a dark, long hallway of pictures. I think these are the "people" who live here. I counted 28 people. They all had pictures of them. Weirdly, none of them were old. I guess killers have to start young. My heart then stopped completely at Jeff's picture. I shook my head and found the kitchen. Everything was grimy and stale. I'm pretty sure everything has food poisoning in it. Forget it, I'm going out. As I opened the door a loud alarm went off that could be heard throughout the whole country. I sprinted away, due to my juvenile instincts. I have no idea where I'm going, or how far, I just need food pronto.

I started walking down the quiet road. I could still hear the annoying alarm from the mansion. There's no food for miles and I can't go back, who in hell would want to go back? I can't go to my town. Why did I have to survive Jeff's insanity? I heard a car driving  down the road I was walking on and my eyes grew wide. It...was the same car Masky and Toby fucking kidnapped me in. It was no use running so I just stood there. The car came to a loud stop. Jeff slammed the door shut and approached me and threw me hard on the ground. I tried my best to fight back, no use. He kept punching me over and over, I guess payback for ruining his life?

"Who the actual fuck do you think you are?!" Exclaimed Masky in a raspy, deep voice. Randy fuckin' Warren, bitch.

"We put you in a home, which hides you from the police. You should be damn grateful for what we do for you, spoiled prick, " Toby yelled from the car window. I rolled my eyes at them as I got up.

"I only left to get food—you know basic human needs," I say avoiding eye contact. They snorted in union.

"I mean everything in the kitchen is obviously poisoned, but how do you think we get our food? From breaking in and stealing food...and the whole killing part," Masky said as if it were obvious.

"You're coming with us tonight," piped in Toby. When will that guy shut up and mind his own damn business?

"Really? You guys expect someone like him to kill with us?" Jeff asked in disbelief. I think I should be offended, but I can't kill somebody, like what's the purpose? We could just steal food instead of just killing somebody like some sort of...killer.

"Guess you two are partners."